Fir Grass through the sense of two elements pushing them down by the force of a heavy weight made by a strong being. grasshoppers moving around in the calm environment of two type of terrain, water and land, the water flowing and his dangerous eyes just staring, an apple on one hand and the other gloved.

A classy slim black suit yet slim was not the right word to use for the black it was not getting slim at all; Stravas seemed calm and thoughtful while biting an apple, leaving the car he inherited. He was waiting for something to emerge, but it would never surprise him, he always knew that everything close to him he will expect it, his 5 senses are extremely improved thanks to Treon.

Footstep walk slowly towards him with a sound of heavy boots, the strong

smell of female perfume coated on a shirt, "So how was your travel around lady's nest" Stravas said as he bites the apple anew, John looked surprised by the simple fact on him knowing from six feet away the smell of perfume stucked from last night chaotic sensual events over the bar John went for human desire, "Yeah well a man has to reward himself by hard work, It was good, it was good… yeah" He said as he stopped and stood besides Stravas and them both stared at the blue sky crystal water.

Both fellow's size difference was tremendous, even intimidating at a first sight, but as John himself being the hardened grabber of enmity, Locked and ready to put on some slack on money making, "So why am I here?" He asked "Do you need some kind of guard to help ya' out old man? Is that the reason you are alone and I am here" he stared at him and sounded in fun "Do you even have a weapon?" He said as he stared at Stravas right into his eyes.

"Yes I have it right here… want to take a good look at it?" Stravas mentioned as his hand pickpocket on the insides of his coat and grabbed his huge Smith and Wesson .500 caliber magnum which he pointed straight between the eyeballs of a surprised John, but John and his admirable reflex took on action and he pulled his AMT hardballer out of his back pocket and point it at Stravas's Chin, John senses were ready, eyes turned to flaming crystal, the tension on the air could even make a man have a heart attack even 5 feet away from there.

To top it all of Stravas face darkened completely, John could not take a glance at his eyes from the position he was in. Red Firy ultraviolet sun embracing the back of what was in front of him that looked straight out a demon from hell, Hell you could even see death on Stravas's eyes from John positioning, but flash on him was still flaming hot.

"Take a rest Pal I didn't got you here just to kill you" Stravas got his gun down "Let's talk", John Gladly would cooperate on that and he too put out his gun while took a deep breath out, Composing himself, "So what do you want to talk about then? Stocks?" He asked, "No, this is just for putting up terms" Stravas said, "Terms? What kind of terms?, I mean why terms, I am not working for you, I am just getting paid for doing one of your guys business" He said confused, "So he did not told you all the details, He got you in, but you can not get out now, not away from us, from now on you will be with us and never leave our sigh, but you will never worry about money, you will be getting paid one million dollars… ish a month, depending on how you and your crew are going" Stravas said then proceeded to took another bite off the apple that was on his gloved hand.

"What do you exactly are implying here?, there is no us now nor never, I got paid now I was doing another jobs but it was never about joining whatever fucking organization your salamanders are doing here" John said, "Come on now do not fight it, you can not get out of this now, controlling this city means we have eyes everywhere, so why risk it on talking about others about what we are doing here, maybe you will talk or you never will, but I do not take any risks, you are in our files now and forever, we go down and I will kill you myself, so… would you kindly comply on this terms here?" Stravas spoken.

John do not spoke nor took any action against Stravas, taking a glance at the terms was not so bad, it was a win win, he got way more money with than he ever gotten in a year of doing what he does best, his silence was his agreement.

"So what the hell are you and your people anyways?" John asked, "What we do or what we are does not matter too much anyways on what you will be doing, but a little story telling is never bad, We came from a land were our freedom was never an option of liberty between what we could do, limits and options or slavery at hand, we choose the option of shaping by boat and found our way of surviving, I am the oldest so I took care of all of them, and well you have already met them, Atlas, Apollo, Acantha, Asclepius, Vesta and Morbi, you actually never met Morbi since he died recently".

"Those are not yalls real names, right?" John asked, "Why do you care? A name is a name John, they represent us and have a meaning each time someone says it, they are the primary lingua franca of mankind." Stravas said and proceeded to walk away footstep by footstep in slow manner, "you and your crew and now one with use John Cabaliure, be grateful for that, now begone" he said, "Freakshow" John said as he saw Stravas walk away, now he would have to explain this to his crew, they probably would be very mad since it's massive amounts of money for short periods of time, they most likely would agree, he thought to himself.

Later that day a full of power rushed and egocentric Stravas walked into the office of the governor of the entirety of Grand Vilstine, "Timbani" he said as he entered the room, The Governor was looking at his goldfish in the pool he made for the little fella, eyes of awe turned into fear as his at put glance on his right shoulder intimidating creature that was staring at him like a dangerous hunter looking at its pray, he stuttered "Mr.. Mr… Mr Stravas well well welcome back to my building, it's a pleasure to have you here again sir" Timbani said, "Sit down will you? We have things to talk about" Stravas spoke.

Tense air around the globe of his pores, sweat streaming slowly through Timbani's cheek, Stravas inclined meticulously in the other side of his desk while himself sitting in his warm chair; "So Mr.Stravas, what did you want to talk about?" Timbani said with a extremely improvised fake smile across his face and stare on Stravas, but the Blood Reject was staring at him with dead eyes and not moving even a small part of his dusky face.

"Are the outsiders still coming and going?, I have seen a increase on them, suddenly two or more of them became some kind of a rock in the boot for my company and I, what has gotten to this? Haven't I told you to work for it better and making sure the ones coming are always the ones we need?" Stravas said, Timbani smile changed to a more serious looking face but with a jittery continuing movement, "Yes yes, I have done as you said but, I just do not know where they simply come from, I mean come on they are probably like thousand of them coming and coming, it is just a complete mess".

"Work better… but you know what, let's do a huge change from this day to… ten days from now on" Stravas gets closer to where Timbani is "Nobody gets in". His words stuck on Timbani's mind for those acute seconds, "Sure but why? By bringing more of this… pest of people coming in here will help us get past suspicion of external beings coming here and making some inspections?" Timbani said confused, "It will be done, this trouble must be exterminated before becoming a bigger thread, ten days some of them would come, we eliminate them, more come for asking for those who came before and eliminate them too, simple as that, if we do something else you must not ask and look to the other side, you got it!?" Stravas responded.

"Yes yes I got it, I will always keep my mouth shut, but if some of them come right into my face and ask whats going on with a lawsuit on my face I do not know if I might be able to continue this facáde" Timbani said kind of frustrated, Stravas death stared got so close Timbani knew he was flying very very close to the sun and he might get himself burned, as Stravas said "Empires come and go, losing one fraudulent king would just be a fly for them, a nuisance for themselves utopia's, now you lose anyways, if you turn us in you are lost and replaced either way, and another thing, you talk, and we will use you secret against you, leave you in the middle of one of their cities and reveal to them what have you been doing in your spare time".

Timbani felt like a gun in his mouth and waiting for the punchline "The drug with a huge value for you, but comes from a bad, horrible doing, Adrenochrome, we will reveal to them how you get it, it might probably and most likely will ruin your life, but it does not matter anyways, you are already a piece of decrepit… shit" Stravas said straight into Timbani's as he almost broke down in that moment in front of the most dangerous man in the whole city "Yes yes, I am so so sorry for making you doubt sir, I will follow along forever till you decide a different wind of things" He said, "Good, now get that in your head" Stravas turns around and starts walking away "This might be your only chance of living… if you even deserve it" He said as he proceeded to leave.

Of course Stravas with his super hyper advanced senses he could hear Timbani's breathing intensity from far away as each step he gave out of the building, then as water dripping did the tears of madness in Timbani's ill-favored face, he could hear the repeated screams of "It's an addiction!" Each time a huge grappling hissing went through Timbani's body, that guy had some huge problems, mind problems to be exact, but he was loyal to Stravas, and loyalty is one the primary things the piano man likes.